Hello there and Good Morning my beautiful and handsome readers. I'm Eagalia Doverose Solaria, little twin sister to the former Stella of Solaria. I'm the daughter of Queen Luna and King Radius, Fairy of the Shining Sun, Moon and Stars. Yes, I know y...
Erid became so much taller and robust with the Shadowgirl's help. His appearance completely changed and his attitude changed. The movie casting list was seen falling in shreds to the floor.
"Not yet, but someday, Bloom will pay for how she twisted and snapped my heart around breaking it in half!" Erid bellowed at the top of his lungs.
🎶I keep quiet. You won't even know that I'm here. You won't suspect a thing! You won't see me in the mirror. But I crept into your heart, You can't make me disappear (Make me disappear, no!)! I made myself at home, In the cobwebs, and your lies! I'm learning all your tricks, So I can start hurting you from the inside out, oooo! Oooo!
You'll never make me cry till I make you! You can't, you won't make me disappear! This is my vow, my promises made dark crystal clear!
You'll never know what hit you! You won't see me closing in on you! I'm gonna make you suffer for whatever this hell you put me in! I'm underneath your skin, The Devil Within! You'll never know what hit you!
There's a Dark Side to everybody. The side that makes everyone judge other people. Sadly, I may be the Devil Within! The Beast to your Beauty! But when hatred is such a commonplace, I'm swamped, and crashing out on the couch, because I'm plain bored— That I don't even bother letting the cat out of the bag! Even hatred, and fights get old! Give me something beautiful, so I can wreck it just for fun! I am the Devil Within You!🎶
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🎶........................................................................... A little girl sat upon her window-seat easel at her side, paint brush and paint palette tray sitting front of her. Red spoke volumes to her. She dipped the paint brush into the paint, And now covered there threads are by a scarlet bright red color which kissed the pale white canvas In the path of a perfectly smooth circle. To a beholder just one red circle can create many many illusions in our conscience the creative piece of the brain itself. A teacup with no handles, a mug for coffee depending on your angles or a plate or the moon or moonspots. Or a porthole window on the wall of a cabin below a ship deck of ships at sea. The she tries to another stroke The cabin shook the little girl's room. And a slash of scarlet appear from circle to circle edge and the illusions stopped. The girl shivered as she heard wailing from the other room. Her door ajar a shadow appeared to be walking around. She looked at her accidental masterpiece What everybody calls a DON'T Sign!
"Well, this is just magical, I like this painting."
The ice upon her windowsill outside began to melt. She looked up and saw a shredded bottom of a black cloak.
"Petunia whatever you do, don't open your window." spoke her younger sister.
"I know Lily, little sister looking at her little sister with her bright emerald jade eyes, and complimentary red hair.
"You can see it?" asked Lily Evans a bit surprised believing that Muggles can't ever usually see Dementors. They are supposed to be kind of invisible aren't they?"
"It's a Dementor isn't it, Lily?" questioned Petunia. Lily nodded even more in surprise that Petunia wasn't cowering nor did she look terrified. "Dumbledore's written to me about them, I believe they do exist and believe in them, however, I'm not afraid of them little sister. That might be why I can see them. I think I know why they're here, Lily because of us and our arguments."
"Are you saying you won't argue with me anymore, and you're not upset I'm a Witch at Hogwarts?" asked Lily.
Petunia nodded. Lily embraced her, and spoke. "I forgive you, Petunia, I'm sorry if I made you hate me, I knew you were only trying to protect me when I was a very little girl under 11 years old.
Harry woke up with a start that was a weird dream.
"You okay, Harry Potter?" asked Sinbad.
"I had a fun dream actually where my Aunt was making up with my Mom; they were actually hugging each other at 12 years old." says Harry.
"Those dreams are good aren't they?" asked Sinbad. "You should empty this envelope at your bedside."
